Quotes by Rumer Godden

“It is My own peace I give unto you. Not, notice, the worlds peace.”

“For a dyed-in-the-wool author, nothing is as dead as a book once it is written. She is rather like a cat whose kittens have grown up.”

“If books were Persian carpets, one would not look only at the outer side. because it is the stitch that makes a carpet wear, gives it its life and bloom.”

“The motto was Pax, but the word was set in a circle of thorns.”

“The stitch of a book is its words.”

When you learn to read you will be born again...and you will never be quite so alone again.

My nation, as all nations, is becoming a land without peace, without thought, without mind, Madam Abbess. We are suffocating our spirits in commercial and material things. This is not envy, said Mr. Konishi earnestly. I am a rich man, with much business, so I have succeeded in all these things, but I know that they are empty.

The human heartIs unknowable.But in my birthplaceThe flowers still smellThe same as always.

...and as she stood on the Ashford platform waiting for the small train to come in, she seemed already separated from the people around her. Tomorrow I shall not be among you anymore; not of you but mysteriously still with you, thought Philippa. As Lady Abbess of Brede had said, People think we renounce the world. We dont. We renounce its ways but we are still very much in it and it is very much in us.

It is an anxious, sometimes a dangerous thing to be a doll. Dolls cannot choose; they can only be chosen; they cannot do; they can only be done by.

Nabir came out to drive the children away, but she stopped him. I like to be friendly she said. But they are not your friends, said Nabir. You dont know them. Respect first, Nabir would have said if he could have explained, friendship after.

In good company your thoughts run, in solitude your thought is still; it goes deeper and makes for itself a deeper groove, delves. Delve meansa dig with a spade; it means hard work. In talk your mind can be stretched, widened, exhilarated to heights but it cannot be deepened; you have to deepen it yourself. It needs sturdiness. You will be lonely, you will be depressed; you must expect it; if you were training your body it would ache and be tired. It is worth it. There is a Hindu proverb which says: You only grow when you are alone.

A garden isnt meant to be useful. Its for joy.

For a dyed-in-the-wool author nothing is as dead as a book once it is written ... she is rather like a cat whose kittens have grown up. While they were a-growing she was passionately interested in them but now they seem hardly to belong to her - and probably she is involved with another batch of kittens as I am involved with other writing.